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Babel
Medium
by Mumford & Sons
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'Cause I that has numbered my days
And go along everything you say
But I’ll ride laughing, at me now
The walls of my town, they come crumbling down
And my ears hear the of my unborn sons
And I know that choices colour all I’ve done
But explain it all to the watchman’s son
I ain't ever a year better spent in love
'Cause I'll my weakness, know my voice
And I'll believe in and choice...
And I know my heart is fast
But be born without a mask....
Like the nurtured my greed and my pride
I stretch my arms into the sky
I cry Babel! Babel! Look at me now
But the walls of my town
come crumbling down...
You ask where will we stand
In the that howl
As all we see will into the cloud
So down from mountain
And where been
You know our breath is weak and our bodies thin
Press my nose up to the around your heart
I should’ve I was weaker from the start
You’ll build walls
And I play my bloody part
To tear, tear them down
Well tear, tear them down!
'Cause I know my weakness know my voice
And I'll believe in grace and choice
And I know perhaps my heart is fast
But I’ll be born without a mask
And go along everything you say
But I’ll ride laughing, at me now
The walls of my town, they come crumbling down
And my ears hear the of my unborn sons
And I know that choices colour all I’ve done
But explain it all to the watchman’s son
I ain't ever a year better spent in love
'Cause I'll my weakness, know my voice
And I'll believe in and choice...
And I know my heart is fast
But be born without a mask....
Like the nurtured my greed and my pride
I stretch my arms into the sky
I cry Babel! Babel! Look at me now
But the walls of my town
come crumbling down...
You ask where will we stand
In the that howl
As all we see will into the cloud
So down from mountain
And where been
You know our breath is weak and our bodies thin
Press my nose up to the around your heart
I should’ve I was weaker from the start
You’ll build walls
And I play my bloody part
To tear, tear them down
Well tear, tear them down!
'Cause I know my weakness know my voice
And I'll believe in grace and choice
And I know perhaps my heart is fast
But I’ll be born without a mask
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